As much as I have tried to deny it, I have a crazy toddler on my hands. He is always getting hurt! Here are a few pictures of his recent ouchies:
He was bouncing on the couch and hit his face on the corner of the coffee table
As we were walking out the door of our friends the Olmstead's house to go to church, he tried to walk down their steps without holding onto anything. He smacked his face right on the cement. This is actually a few days later, plus the old bruise on his cheek from his previous injury above.
A few weeks ago after one of Jared's hockey games, Jared set all his stuff down on the ground for a few minutes while he went into the hockey store. Shad ran up to his stuff, grabbed a hockey stick, and started playing with it, holding it just like a pro without anyone even showing him what to do:
So of course the next day Jared cut one of his old sticks for Shad so he could start teaching him how to play hockey! And, of course, I had to document that too:
(Just ignore the perpetual mess shown in every picture of our home...)
I can't believe how easy and naturally Shad has picked it up, he really does a good job of moving the ball around with the stick. I think he will be really talented in the sports department.
Shad has also gotten very daring lately. When we go to the little playground at the mall he always goes down the slide face first, and then he cheers for himself. It's so funny!
He also climbs onto the coffee table and then dives face first onto the couch. I have a feeling we are in for some pretty good injuries in the future for this boy.... help!!
Very rarely we get the opportunity to spend a whole Saturday with Jared, and when we do, Shad likes to watch cartoons with him in the morning (usually while Jared sleeps):
What can I say? Boys will be boys! Oh how I love them!
